The Sun King's Evidence

Snowflake sat outside the king's tent, and it was dark inside the tent.

On the big bed, Ryan held Amelia. The two of them were covered with quilts and lying together. Ryan reached out and held Amelia in his arms, letting her nestle against his chest. Amelia was still wearing The original military uniform, except that the cross buckle belt at the collar had been untied, the pleated skirt had been lifted up to the waist, a pair of beautiful black silk legs were wrapped around one of Ryan's legs, the little maid's face was filled with an intoxicating blush, she Some were too embarrassed to look at Ryan.

The two of them had been separated for too long. Emilia originally wanted to pretend to be cold, but she was hugged by a princess named Ryan and ignored everything. The two of them were affectionate for an hour, and the sheets were changed. Emilia made a lot of mistakes and was defeated. Emilia collapsed into mud and could only hug Ryan and lie on top of him.

"Is this warm?" Ryan hugged his little maid and said softly.

The proud expression on Amelia's face had disappeared and became extremely soft. She looked sideways at Ryan, gently brushed the blond hair behind her ears, and said softly: "It feels so good, Ryan, it's been a long time since I've felt like this." Yes, do you know how uncomfortable it is for me to be alone in Nuer and think of you late at night?"

"I know." Ryan put one hand around Amelia's waist, and the other hand habitually rubbed oil on his little maid's beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings. He felt the extreme silkiness from the stockings: " The thing is done, Frey is now the crown prince, Emilia, there is nothing to be unhappy about."

"Yeah, there's nothing to be unhappy about." Emilia smelled the scent of Ryan obsessively. She nodded. The little maid thought for a while and tentatively said: "When this is over, my mission will be completed. "

"Yes, your mission was successfully completed." Ryan lay on his back on the pillow of the big bed, his eyes a little distracted: "What about you? Are you willing to come back?"

"Do you still have a place next to you?" Emilia wanted to punch Ryan angrily, but the little maid found that she couldn't use her strength. In the end, she could only kick Ryan's calf with her black stocking feet. She stretched out her The little feet in stockings gently rubbed against Ryan's big feet. Seeing Ryan's expression of enjoyment, he snickered inwardly, so he simply stretched out his two jade feet and sandwiched cheese between them: "Like this?"

"Well, it feels great." Ryan's eyes drifted.

"What about this?"

"Oh, this is better."

"Then..." Amelia and Ryan played around for a while. Seeing Ryan's comfortable look, she suddenly became unhappy again: "Are you asking Sister Sulia, Morgiana, and Vero all day long? Are Nika and the others like this?”

"It's okay." Ryan didn't know how to answer this question. He said helplessly: "Your sister Lidya Su and I don't often give me this kind of opportunity. Morgiana is under the guidance of Veronica." Learned well.”

"Lian, let me ask you a question." Amelia stretched out her hands to embrace Ryan's neck, and looked directly at Ryan with her beautiful and delicate face: "If, if I had said that before you and Sister Sulia got engaged, If I reveal my identity to you, will you choose me?"

"First of all, there are no what-ifs in the world." Ryan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Furthermore, think about it, you have me as your backing, you have the entire Nur, Wesenland, and Solland as your basic base, and you have the largest and most sound empire in the empire. Industrial system, how much energy and time did you spend on finding Frederick the crown prince? Do you think I can afford to wait?"

Emilia stopped talking. Gradually, the little maid's eyes filled with tears: "Aren't you even willing to tell me a lie?"

"Honesty is the best virtue and responsibility to you." Ryan said seriously: "It is also responsibility to Frey."

The two looked directly at each other, as if they wanted to be attracted to each other.

Emilia smoothed her golden hair and moved the long hair on her cheeks to one side so as not to hinder her waiting.

"I knew it! You guy! You don't know how to coax women!" Seeing Ryan forcefully explain, Amelia acted cute, and she hugged Ryan tightly: "Do it again, you owe me too much, and you still owe me a lot. Yes, from now on, I am your little maid again, whatever Sister Lidya Sulia has, I want it too!"

"Yeah! I promise!" Ryan nodded. It's really easy to arouse your true nature by sticking them together like this. The little maid's stockings are also amazing, and Amelia's figure is even petite. If Surya is a big pony, , Emilia is like a doll.

With Ryan's consent, Emilia, who was already very demanding, stopped pretending. He closed his eyes and kissed her. Not to be outdone, Ryan simply hooked his hands on the knees of Emilia's black stockings and picked up the Imperial Baroness from behind, letting her sit on his lap facing him. Then kissed him.

The sound of chirping suddenly appeared in the room, and the two felt each other's warmth and forgot about themselves.

"Um...wait, there is one more thing!" Emilia kissed for a while and suddenly remembered: "Well, Fred, let me ask, Alisala, how is it?"

The little maid told Frederic's question. No matter what, the mother still felt sorry for her son.

"Alisara? The former little queen?" Ryan thought for a while and said meaningfully: "If nothing happens, you will be able to see her soon, and you will also be able to see your in-laws to attend the wedding together. oh!"

"relatives by marriage?"

…………I am the dividing line between my in-laws…………

Time goes back to the day before, when Ryan was fighting the four ultimate demons outside Brunswick City, and when the undead and Chaos were fighting a fierce battle in Brunswick's palace.

Ulthuan, the Isle of the Dead.

The final battle of the elves finally started on the Island of Death, beneath the maelstrom.

The Isle of the Dead is not an ordinary piece of land, but a land mass made up of stone pillars of various shapes and sizes.

Some of the pillars were submerged beneath the waves, forming foundations for others to stand on. Others towered high into the dawn sky, even greater than the grandest towers of Lothern or Caledor.

But they were dwarfed by the great vortex - the last great magic of the Caledorian dragon-tamers - the sky-striking, swirling pillar of cloud.

The road stones that form the island's floor are almost entirely hidden beneath the glistening sand, each a fragment flaked from a pale boulder.

The gray island was deserted. Legend has it that before the Maelstrom was established, it was once a lush and beautiful land, but now only petrified trees remain. The Island of the Dead is truly worthy of its name. Even to the elves' distinguished aesthetics, it is a strangely beautiful landscape.

The Phoenix King's army and Tai's army will decide the outcome here.

Tyrion arrived holding the Sword of Khaine. He held the extremely powerful sword firmly in the arms of his queen Morathi. The Sword of Khaine had just tasted the high elf Sea Lord Aislin. Even the elf sea god Marcelan who resides in Aislin was pierced by Kane's divine sword. Marcelan's anger swept across the entire Death Island, and the Tai's army suffered heavy losses.

Morathi took an inventory and found that there were about 55,000 people in Tai's army, including Morathi's direct line troops, Tyrion's direct line troops, the high elves loyal to Tyrion in the Outer Rim Kingdom, and those killed by Kai. The bloodthirsty curse of En screamed at ordinary soldiers who had lost their loyalty and lost their minds, as well as the elven armies controlled by Morathi's charm.

These armies were in disarray, and their command was not very neat. They were either bound by bloodthirsty desires, controlled by Morathi's charm, or were determined to follow Tyrion all the way to darkness.

When Tyrion approached the Isle of the Dead, he was delighted to find that Malekith's Phoenix King army was already waiting for them there. Tyrion led the army through the majestic tombs, which were composed of long-dead people. Consisting of the resting places of the Phoenix King and the Everqueen, not even the bridge to the inner island has defenders.

Only when the bottom of the maelstrom was before their eyes did Tyrion finally see his enemy.

The Phoenix King Malekith, fully armed and riding the black dragon Seraphim, stood there. The proud wind blew through the ancient tombs, and his exhausted army had already established a defense line.

During this time, Malekith managed to recruit every elf who could take up arms from his broken kingdoms in the inner ring of Ulthuan, but even so, the Phoenix King's army numbered less than 50,000.

Behind the banners and spear points, dragons and phoenixes flew restlessly around the stones of the road. Behind them, eight huge stone pillars loomed around the center of the maelstrom. At the top of each stone pillar, there is a magic swordsman fighting against the violent wind of magic.

On Malekith's left is the Eternal Queen Alarielle, on his right is the Prince of Caledor Imrik, and the Supreme Mage Teclis is making final preparations to unblock the Maelstrom.

Malekith was very happy at first to see that Tyrion's proud army was not much larger than him. The Elf Phoenix King was delighted about this, and this joy was also passed on to his army. They soon began to sing a brand new military song "Phoenix Phoenix Yu Longqian" arranged and written by the high-spirited moon goddess Lilith, the last guide of the elves (actually copied from Sulia).

"Phoenix King~Phoenix King~What is that floating in the wind in front of His Majesty's black dragon?"

"It is Asuryan's will to conquer the enemy (referring to Tyrion). Can't you see this phoenix flag?"

"Dong dong dong~ah lie~dong ah lie da~"

"The orthodox Asuryan incarnation, Asuryan incarnation, Your Majesty Malekith, do you also want to fight?"

"Brothers of the Phoenix Guard, quickly pierce the enemy's chest with your halberd~ Pierce it into the enemy's chest!"

"Dong dong dong~ah lie~dong ah lie da~"

"Asurs who heard this sound~Asurs~where are you going to escape to?"

"Avalon is the territory of the Eternal Queen. Do you want to betray her and flee back to Cosqui?"

"Dong dong dong~ah lie~dong ah lie da~"

"At the end of the day, everything will be destroyed~Who is not following Lilith's orders?"

"Fighters of the Phoenix King, that's why we must fight bravely to prevent the maelstrom from falling into the enemy's hands!"

"Dong dong dong~ah lie~dong ah lie da~"

The Phoenix King's army sang the military song loudly. After hearing the military song, Tai's army couldn't help but feel a little shaken. Except for the elves controlled by Morasi's charm and the elves who were driven crazy by Kane's bloodthirsty fanaticism, other elves could not help but shake. Looks of pained confusion appeared on their faces, although many had decided to follow Tyrion to the end.

"Don't panic! We also have songs!" Morathi had anticipated this moment, and the Witch Queen immediately signaled the Hecate Sorceress Assembly under her command to lead everyone to sing the same song.

The title of the song is "Forward!" Prince Tyrion! 》

"You know? That man's name is Invincible!"

"The incarnation of Kane who has made extraordinary achievements~Prince Tyrion!"

"Hold the bloody flag of honor high!"

"Wherever Tyrion goes, there will be honor!"

"Riders of the Bloody Hand God ~ fly to the land of the usurper."

"Return after victory ~ everyone enjoys a blood bath!"

It's a pity that the Tai's army here is not singing uniformly, and it is losing momentum, but Tyrion doesn't care very much. At this time, the high-elf regent and the former guardian of Ulthuan are fighting with the god Cain in his hand. The sword fights.

"They are so annoying, kill them, kill everyone!"

"This song is really ugly, kill them!"

"Let's start with a small goal, such as offering loyalty to 100,000 elves?"

"This is your stage, kill as much as you like and release my power!"

"Destroy it! Kill them all! Destroy this world!"

"Unleash my power and take everything away. No one is your match. Prove it!"

"A great victory is achieved, and collective loyalty is the only way out at the end of the day!"

"In self-sublation, self-devotion will achieve the highest sublimation!"

Tyrion couldn't help himself, he couldn't help but unleash the power of Kane's incarnation.

Everything changed. Thousands of corpses drowned in the sea on the Island of Death came to life. They walked to the shore and staggered towards the center of the Island of Death. Most of them were from centuries ago. The undead are the warriors who died in countless battles on the sea.

Among them, the Phoenix King's tomb was also opened, and even the recently deceased Phoenix King Fenuba was forcibly resurrected. Fenuba's spirit body swayed forward in pain. Only five Phoenix Kings were successfully killed by Kane. Awakened by the power, the bodies of the first generation Phoenix King Alario and Butcher King Tesiris were never found. Caladrian and Belhazel died peacefully without resentment or unwillingness to respond to Kane's power. The reckless king Mo Weir's ending is to step into the sacred fire of Asuryan and be reduced to ashes without a body.

Tyrion's actions made everyone in the Phoenix King's army look angry, especially the Eternal Queen Alarielle, who couldn't believe that Tyrion suddenly did such a thing.

But no one had time to think, because the war had begun!

The ensuing battle was the largest battle in the history of the elves after the Battle of Fenur Plains 200 years ago. All the remaining elven armies fought for the Maelstrom on Death Island, and both sides invested all their forces from the beginning.

This is the craziest battle in history. The blood of elves dyes the sea near Death Island red. The glow of spells, the flames of dragons, the magic of phoenixes, as well as the gunshots that see blood, the knives that penetrate flesh, and the morbid state of things. Fighting like crazy.

A wave of elven soldiers rushed forward, and they were all killed within a few minutes. The elves behind them filled in, and the outcome was the same. Under the command of Malekith and Tyrion, the elven civil war had come. The last and most crucial moment.

If the Phoenix King's army can hold their position before Teclis successfully unblocks the Maelstrom, then they will successfully unblock the eight magical winds, leaving the last hope for the world. If the Phoenix King's army cannot hold on, then Morathi and Se The contract that Slaanesh once signed will be used to summon the true form of Slaanesh into Ulthuan through the liberation of the Maelstrom.

There were no reservations from either side from the start.

However, the invincible Tyrion did not intend to give his brother the chance to unseal the Maelstrom. From the beginning of the war, relying on the power of Kane's divine sword and the madness that Kane's blood brought to all elves, The Tai's army had the advantage from the beginning, and as Tyrion continued to rely on the power of Kane to awaken the undead army by stimulating the hatred and unwillingness of the elven souls, the Tai's army also showed overwhelming numbers. The sexual advantage was crushed under the leadership of the five undead Phoenix Kings.

The Phoenix King's army gradually couldn't support it any longer.

The orthodox Phoenix King Malekith, standing on the body of the black dragon Seraphim, clenched the sword of Asuryan in his hand. He and his army were in a desperate situation. His army had only 50,000 people at the beginning of the war. There are more than 10,000 people left.

Am I going to lose? Father?

Another failure?

Am I destined to be a loser?

Malekith felt the fire of heaven on the Sword of Asuryan and realized the power of gods. In a desperate situation, the orthodox Phoenix King recalled the teachings given to him by Lilith, the elf goddess of the moon, and the The most important sentence.

"The heart that believes is your magic!"

"The power of Asuryan allows you to do anything."

The power of Asuryan? A heart that believes?

Malekith suddenly understood.

To this day, he still sees himself as a challenger, a contender, and a ruler.

Rather than a real Phoenix King destined to make all the elves in the world crawl at his feet!

The fire of heaven burned brightly, and Malekith's laughter echoed on the other side of the battlefield: "King of Ulthuan!"

The Phoenix King's words were more like curses and ridicules.

"You usurpers and thieves! How dare you join the ranks of that traitor Tyrion! With that kind of traitor, are you still worthy of being respected as a king?"

"You owe me!"

"In my name, in my father's name, I call on you to pay it back now!"

Malekith's voice roared on the battlefield, and the undead of the ancient Phoenix King were blown to pieces.

Instead, there are the real Phoenix King's heroic spirits. The nine Phoenix Kings' heroic spirits return to the world along with the sea of ​​fire formed by the fire of Asuyan's heaven!

The heroic spirits of the Phoenix Kings actually admitted their debt to Malekith and his son, and returned to the mortal world under the guidance of Asuryan's power to fight for Malekith? !

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